That your sneeze is a curse in this time,
when garri no longer fills a cup to cost 100 Naira.
That your sneeze is a curse I tell you in this time
when the virtues of fasting are upheld.
Even as my stomach cries out for food,
I cannot accept the devil's temptation
for if I do what shall I eat at dusk?
This your sneeze is a curse,
and I, your mother will pray it out
with the holy oil groomed in Israel
and the power grown in isolation.
Tempt the devil and sneeze again
then we shall see who is strongest, God or ...
*** Isolation poetry